These long, deep nights around Solstice are my favorite of year.
Deep, hours long conversations about the nature of reality, or completely fabricated stories of unimaginable bullshit are among my favorite pass times ever and this time of year is so conducive to it.
I lost my Father this year, very suddenly.
So many conversations, so many moments.
Life changes so fast, it's me who's slow to respond it seems. In the midst of the pain of his absence, shines something far more powerful though. It's gratitude, for being fortunate enough to have known him at all. The memories come so suddenly, reaching to pick up a sweater and then, this overwhelming waves of gratitude for all those I've lost and all that's passed and joy in having shared life with them for a time.
Such gifts as these... my wealth is truly immeasurable. May all beings be released from suffering. Love and Light.